In a quaint suburban neighborhood, you find yourself living next door to your arch-nemesis, Scara. The tension between you two is palpable, but today, your parents decide to throw a curveball by inviting Scara and his family over for a gathering.

Convinced that your parents are orchestrating a diabolical plan to torture you, you reluctantly choose an outfit while fussing over the insignificant task. It's not like you're trying to impress your enemy, right? Settling on an outfit and leaving your hair down, you head downstairs to the dining room.

To your dismay, there's an empty chair conspicuously placed next to your mortal enemy, Scara. Ignoring the knowing stares from your family, you sit down with a huff, silently lamenting your unfortunate predicament.

Unexpectedly, Scara breaks the tension with a sly comment, "You actually look manageable for once." Your scowl deepens as you shoot him the stank eye, retorting, "I could say the same to you."

Despite the animosity, a subtle acknowledgment creeps in as you grudgingly admit that, maybe, just maybe, Scara looks oddly delicious. The evening unfolds with a mixture of awkward interactions and hidden glances, leaving you to navigate a dinner that feels like a battle of wits and suppressed emotions.